In Nashville during a tour brake

Mark shut the door of the limousine after Taylor climbed in, but not before leering appreciatively at her slender legs exhibited nicely by her short dress. He got in and drove off. In rear Taylor eyed the driver apprehensively. This was their first time alone since that fateful night the tour bus broke down. As appalled as she was at what he had done with her that night the young star couldn’t suppress the tingle in her pussy. It caused her ivory thighs to unconsciously squeeze together. Mark grinned as he watched in the rearview mirror as Taylor squirmed in the backseat. In the past two weeks he had strived to appear like the perfect employee to anyone who bothered to look. All the while he whispered the most lewd and profane comments he could think off to her at every opportune moment.

“You want me to drive you to your apartment, don’t you Taylor.” Mark asked smiling at her wolfishly. When they reached her building he opened her door and tend to her luggage with the politeness and deference of an exemplar chauffer. In the elevator on the way up he stood behind her, watching her slender sexy figure, his dick hardening at the thought of finally getting her alone. Careful to make sure he was out of sight of the security camera he slipped his hand under the hem of her dress and cupped the toned little ass under it. Taylor stiffened but didn’t move or try to stop him. Instead, like in a trance she allowed him to play with her body.

“I bet your tight little cunt is so wet now that if I shoved my dick in it you would come immediately.” He whispered while his coarse fingers caressed the delicate skin of her inner thigh. None of her boyfriends had dared to treat her like this. She felt so helpless and much to her dismay she could feel her pussy moistening.

As the elevator stopped Mark was again all politeness and deference. With her suitcases in his hands he waited her to unlock the door of her penthouse suite. He followed her in and shut the door behind.

“Now you naughty girl, what am I going to do with you?” He dropped the luggage.